Covering the Sky: I Prove the Great Dao Through the Gate of Immortality

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Li Chenzhou took the lead and stepped into the giant gate.

Beyond the door lay a vast expanse of white, devoid of sky or earth. "When the Realm of Immortality truly opens, all spirits will set foot here and wage war with abandon."

He turned around, his gaze sweeping over the emperors: "Here, the Dao and Law of all beings in the universe can be tempered, they can fight each other, or they can choose to fight against the imprints of the ancient emperors."

The emperors remained silent. Which of them had not fought against the shadows of ancient emperors during the Heavenly Tribulation?

It is through repeated breaking and rebuilding that they have forged their invincible path.

Throughout history, when have ordinary cultivators ever had such good fortune?

“Of course,” Li Chenzhou changed the subject, “Since it is a contest, defeat and death are also common occurrences.”

He pointed to a region, "If he falls here, everything he owns will remain in this world."

Of course, it wasn't real flesh and blood, but a wisp of spirit.

Their true bodies are only weakened for a short time and are not seriously harmed. However, the Dao and Dharma carried by their wisp of spirit will be refined by the Eternal Realm.

A single thought cannot possibly capture all the insights gained in a lifetime, but once one understands the mysteries of this place, who would only come here once?

This is a strange trial ground. Li Chenzhou did not reveal all its mysteries. To outsiders, the so-called "leaving everything behind" was nothing more than using spiritual power.

Only by understanding that every battle, every fall, will leave a mark within the Gate of Immortality, and given enough time and enough living beings, countless imprints of the Great Dao will intertwine within the Gate of Immortality, truly giving birth to the Three Thousand Great Daos.

Li Chenzhou flicked his sleeve, and the entire void trembled.

Chaotic mist surged and a mountain rose abruptly from the ground. Among the peaks, caves were scattered, most of them on the same level, with only a few perched high above, towering over the others.

Each cave dwelling exudes an aura, some domineering, some transcendent, all carrying an invincible will to sweep across the world.

The stone gate of one of the caves was open.

A figure stepped out; he was tall and imposing, with flowing black hair. With each step he took, it seemed as if the long river of time was rushing by.

Simply standing there, it seemed to suppress the past, present, and future, with an invincible aura sweeping across the heavens and the earth.

All eyes turned to Emperor Wushi.

The one who emerged from the cave had the same face as Wushi, but his temperament lacked authenticity and instead exuded a hollow, oppressive aura emanating from the Dao principles.

"These are traces of the Dao of the Great Emperor of the past, which I captured from the world," Li Shizhou explained. "Not only Fellow Daoist Wushi, but also the Dao imprints of Fellow Daoists Xiao Xuan and the others are included here."

Before he finished speaking, the entrances of the other three side-by-side cave dwellings opened simultaneously, and the figures of the three emperors Xiao Xuan and his Dao principles emerged at the same time, their breaths causing the space to rumble.

"Fellow Daoists, why not give it a try?" Li Chenzhou invited. "Let's see if these future rivals of the prodigies can possess any of your former charm."

"Buzz!"

The response he received was a soft chirping.

Emperor Wushi didn't even glance at the Dao avatar a second time; he simply raised his hand and threw a punch.

The Daoist incarnation that looked exactly like him couldn't even put up a fight, and with a "bang," it exploded into a shower of light.

The Great Emperor Wushi shattered his own embodiment of the Dao with a single punch.

Li Chenzhou remained calm, showing no surprise whatsoever.

The one before me is the true form of the Primordial Beginning, who has lived through six lifetimes. What I extracted from the Dao Mark of Heaven and Earth is merely an Emperor-level imprint of the Primordial Beginning Law.

The three imperial incarnations shattered like glass before the true forms of Emperor Xiao Xuan and the Three Emperors, without causing the slightest ripple.

How can the illusory image of laws contend with the true self?

"We also need to add currency rules for the Immortal Realm," Li Chenzhou clapped his hands.

As soon as he finished speaking, a line of emerald green characters appeared above Wushi's head: [Eternal Life Coins +100 million].

Ye Fan, ruthless man, the same words popped up above Xiao Xuan's head at the same time.

"What is this?" Xiao Xuan stared at the number, feeling a bit curious.

"This is called Eternal Coin, the currency of the Eternal Realm," Li Chenzhou explained. He pointed in the void, and countless light screens appeared, scrolling with information about various treasures.

Ancient scriptures, secret techniques, divine ingredients, and even elixirs of immortality—"Destroy a phantom of an emperor of the same level and you can get a million. As long as you have the necessary permissions, you can exchange anything here."

He paused, then added, "Of course, the phantoms here won't suppress their cultivation level to fight you."

"Interesting." Ye Fan looked at the light screen interface in front of him, which was filled with a dense list of exchanges, including several ancient immortal scrolls that he had never seen before.

"This will be the center of the universe," Li Chenzhou said casually.

"Sinking Boat," Pang Bo leaned closer, rubbing his hands together and laughing, "So, in this Eternal Realm... is there a phantom of me?"

Li Chenzhou smiled: "Want coins? I can just give you an unlimited amount."

"No, no," Pang Bo quickly shook his head, "I just want to see if I'm qualified to leave my name here."

Li Chenzhou laughed heartily and raised his hand to slice through the void.

Three figures appeared: one was Pang Bo's own demon saint avatar, and the other two were the two attendants in front of his palace.

"You can send a wisp of your divine sense in and control it yourselves." As soon as Li Chenzhou finished speaking, Ye Fan raised his hand and pointed out a beam of immortal light, which entered his illusory figure.

The previously vacant-looking phantom instantly came to life, its gaze sharp enough to cleave stars.

Ye Fan also became interested: "This is very interesting. From now on, whoever comes to challenge us will have to fight against our True Meaning."

Li Chenzhou said, "This trial ground is called the Battlefield of the Heavens, but trials alone are not enough; we also need to add another rule."

Space trembled, Dao patterns intertwined, and Li Chenzhou used his fingers as a blade to carve out another area.

In the center, a pavilion rises from the ground, with carved railings and jade steps, surrounded by chaotic energy.

The plaque hangs high, with three characters written in the divine patterns of the Great Dao: Myriad Realms Tower.

Pushing open the door, one is transported to a world of layered time and space. From the outside, it appears to be no more than a ten-foot-tall building, but inside it is as vast as a starry sea, boundless and limitless.

Li Chenzhou was surrounded by a shower of light, each ray of light transforming into a scroll of scripture, a secret technique, a celestial flower, or a divine ingredient, which fluttered down to each floor of the building.

The lower three levels are filled with mundane methods of body tempering and foundation building techniques. The middle three levels are filled with ancient scriptures of sages and imperial formations. The upper three levels are filled with imperial scriptures and even several forbidden chapters swirling with immortal energy. There are also divine medicines, fruits, and rough embryos of immortal gold on the side.

Everything here can be measured and traded.

At the center of each level hangs a transparent sphere of light; when divine sense touches it, a vast amount of information surges in:

"The Wheel of Life and Death of the Heavens, left behind by a master of martial arts, wielding the ultimate martial arts techniques, requires 500,000 Eternal Coins to exchange, and level eight access."

"A drop of the Immortal Phoenix Fruit can extend one's life by a thousand years and refine one's true blood. It requires 3.2 million Eternal Coins and Level 10 access to exchange for it."

"The Nine-Turn Golden Elixir recipe, a secret passed down by the Emperor, requires..."

Li Chenzhou stood in the center of the building, his voice echoing across all floors: "Nothing here is unsellable. Imperial scriptures, immortal techniques, divine medicines, immortal gold... whatever you desire, you can exchange for Eternal Coins."

"Can the Immortal Coin only be obtained by defeating the mark of the Ancient Emperor?" asked the Great Accomplished Holy Body.

"Break through the imperial pass, battle against the arrogant geniuses, present rare ancient books, and eliminate the source of calamity in the forbidden zone... Any act that benefits heaven and earth and all living beings can earn you Eternal Coins."

Li Chenzhou flicked his sleeves lightly, "Permissions also rise with merit. This place paves the way for all living beings, gathers all realms to nurture one furnace. This is what is meant by 'all living beings are for me, and I am for all living beings.'"

Everyone was moved and recorded the classics and techniques they had learned into the light sphere to enrich the pavilion.

The ruthless man remained silent, standing quietly in the distance, his white robes fluttering, his gaze fixed on the "Primordial Jade Scroll" suspended high above, priced at ten million Eternal Coins, requiring a level ten access level to purchase.

After everyone had dispersed and finished setting up, she slowly approached and looked at Li Chenzhou: "The Trial Grounds of the Heavens, the Tower of Myriad Realms, this Eternal Realm is very good."

"It's quite good." Li Chenzhou smiled. "All beings use my path to transcend, and I use their strength to ascend. There is giving and taking; it should be this way."

"The Way of Heaven?" the ruthless man asked calmly, "Or the Way of the Emperor?"

"The Emperor's Way is also within the Heavenly Way." Li Chenzhou turned around and looked at the sun, moon and stars in the sky. "I give all living beings opportunities, and all living beings help me to achieve perfection. The prosperity of this world is the prosperity of all living beings."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Rest assured, even if countless ages pass and stars turn to dust... I will not harm any living being."

……

The river of time flows ceaselessly, neither pausing for emperors nor turning back the clock for mortals.

Some shine like meteors, some vanish like dust; some forge ahead on the heavenly path, while others are trapped in bottlenecks and waste their lives.

Five hundred years have passed since the Heavenly Emperor established the Realm of Eternal Life.

Five hundred years have passed, and countless geniuses have risen and fallen, but Li Chenzhou, who opened up everything, still sits outside the Nine Heavens, surrounded by immortal light, his aura floating between the pinnacle of the Emperor Realm and the Immortal Realm.

He had already touched that barrier; a single thought could trigger a celestial tribulation.

But he never took that step.

He was accumulating, refining every strand of law to its ultimate limit, aiming to forge an unprecedented foundation for the Dao.

What he wanted was to become an immortal in one day and reach the pinnacle of immortality.

In the center of the Dao Realm, the Radiant Tower of All Heavens shimmered, and the exchange of points continued unabated. The Trial Grounds were filled with soaring battle intent, and the bloody battles of the prodigies never ceased for a single day.

All beings struggle to cross the cycle of reincarnation, while the figure who created everything continues to silently refine itself.

Since the Heavenly Emperor created the Realm of Eternal Life five hundred years ago, this universe has been experiencing unprecedented upheaval.

This is a world of unparalleled brilliance.

Above the dome, the Milky Way hangs upside down, each star revolving according to the trajectory of the external universe, but what falls is not starlight, but the rules of the Great Dao.

And on the earth, there is only one city.

A world city whose beginning and end are invisible, whose boundaries are unseen.

Even when the Great Sage spread his divine sense, all that remained were endless palaces and pavilions, mountains and rivers. Even if a Quasi-Emperor tore through the void and traversed for hundreds of years, the city walls would still stand at the end of his sight, as if they had never moved.

"This...this isn't a city at all!"

An aged sage exclaimed, having fought for millennia along the ancient star-crossing path and witnessed countless vast ancient stars, yet here he felt as insignificant as dust. "This is clearly a city forged from the entire universe!"

The market was filled with treasures, enough to drive major sects in the outside world mad. A cultivator stood on the observation platform, gazing at the endless streets and alleys, and murmured, "The Heavenly Emperor's methods... is this the true power to create a new world?"

Some even gazed towards the Myriad Realms Tower, the place where Eternal Coins could be exchanged for all things.

Five hundred years ago, the Heavenly Emperor said he would open the way for all living beings.

A young prodigy's eyes burned with fervor. "Now I understand that he not only gave us a path, he directly gave us another universe to explore, to cultivate ourselves, and to seek immortality."

All beings who step into the realm of immortality, regardless of their cultivation level, will instantly experience the same realization—

The Heavenly Emperor is selfless; he condensed the creation of the entire universe into a ladder, which all living beings can climb.

Since the day it opened, the Realm of Immortality has ceased to be merely a "creation" and has transformed into a realm of Daoist cultivation.

Li Chenzhou did not deliberately plan the entire appearance; he simply provided the rules and then let all the spirits build it.

Over five hundred years, the collective thoughts of all living beings have converged, interwoven into bricks and tiles, and solidified into streets and alleys.

Here, space is no longer an obstacle. Human cultivators from the ancient star of the Big Dipper can share a jar of "Star Remains Brew" with ancient beings from the edge of the universe and debate the merits of bloodline supernatural abilities.

The Holy Maiden of the Ziwei Starfield can sit side by side with the Mecha Master of the Eternal Starfield in a teahouse, deducing array patterns and energy circuits.

Race, heritage, and grudges all become a vivid yet understated underlying theme.

Conflicts are common, and they often erupt in the ring.

After the phrase "In the struggle for the Great Dao, each side relies on its own methods," all supernatural powers were unleashed.

The defeated may either retreat into seclusion and cultivate diligently, or turn around and seek opportunities. Once they have enough Eternal Coins and break through their cultivation level, they will challenge their former adversaries to a duel.

"Yesterday I shattered your physical body, today I'll break your supernatural powers! How satisfying!"

An ancient clan prodigy, bathed in blood, laughed heartily. His opponent wiped the golden blood from his lips and tossed him a jug of strong liquor: "Rest for three years, then we'll fight again!"

The city grew silently amidst such collisions and fusions.

No one knows exactly how many living beings this place holds; perhaps even the emperors themselves could not measure it.

After all, there are hundreds of billions of humans and ancient races on just one ancient star in the Big Dipper constellation, and under the entire starry sky, there are countless such ancient stars and such sources of life.

"I once scanned the city with my divine sense for three years," an old cultivator who had reached the Quasi-Emperor realm sighed. "The streets and alleys are still extending, and the living beings I see are always surging like a tide. This city is like a cosmic map, with new stars being born every moment."

In the streets and alleys of the immortal city, the sounds surged like a tide, with various dialects intertwined with divine thoughts.

Here, the rules have long been ingrained: everything can be measured, and everything can be traded.

"A sacred herb! Three thousand years of cultivation, just picked from a secret realm—" an ancient demon with deer antlers on his head shouted, holding a Ganoderma lucidum in his hands, "I request to exchange it for the latest 'Meteorite Star' combat mech in the Eternal Starfield, with a hundred years of after-sales service included, and the energy core must be guaranteed to withstand ten full-power bursts."

Immediately, a mech pilot approached, his fingertip flicking out a light screen displaying the parameters: "Three hundred years? Fellow Daoist, you have quite the nerve! My 'Starbreaker Type III' can fight for another hundred years without faltering, plus fifty core maintenance cycles, but it will require an additional three catties of Netherworld Iron as a bonus."

Turning the corner, a black-maned, dog-headed humanoid standing upright held aloft a bone fragment, its voice like muffled thunder: "The complete 'Eight Desolations Demon-Slaying Record,' created by a human sage, is available in exchange for a sacred scripture of the dog race—the kind that can penetrate the Sea of ​​Wheels and cultivate the true form of a celestial dog! Fake scriptures are not permitted; violators will have their souls devoured!"

Several human cultivators actually gathered around, one of them rubbing his chin: "What a coincidence, I unearthed half a scroll of 'The Secret Record of the Heavenly Dog Eating the Moon' two years ago. I'm willing to pay a thousand Eternal Coins."

Amidst the clamor, a quasi-emperor's aura suddenly emanated, harmless yet silencing the entire long street.

A middle-aged man in a green robe stood in mid-air, his voice tinged with helplessness:

"I am looking for a sage who is proficient in alchemy." He paused, then added, "My young son has been greedy lately and insists on eating orange-flavored elixirs as snacks. Those who are only half-baked should not come. If he succeeds in refining them, I will reward him with three strands of Quasi-Emperor Dao Marks."

The entire street was completely silent.

A sage concocts medicine... to be eaten as a snack?

As payment for the Quasi-Emperor Dao Mark?

Several cultivators who were arguing about the warranty period of the mecha were speechless, the light screen in their hands fell to the ground, and the kobold forgot to bargain, the bone fragment almost slipped from its claws.

After a long while, a murmur came from the corner of the teahouse: "Did you hear that? The child of the quasi-emperor's family... is eating the pills refined by the sages like candy."

"This is the Realm of Immortality," the teahouse owner said with a shake of his head and a smile as he wiped the cups. "Quasi-Emperors can fight on the Immortal Path and also dote on their children. Here, cultivation is the Way, and so is life."

The crowd looked at each other and suddenly burst into laughter.

There was no jealousy in that laughter, only a kind of boisterousness. In this city, even the most absurd deals could be made, and even the smallest wishes deserved to be taken seriously.

Because the one who created this world had already set the rules:

Everything that people seek has its price;

The desires of all souls can be the path.

The streets and alleys soon came alive again, filled with the sounds of hawking, discussions, and battles, all blending into the eternal, ceaseless rhythm of life in that boundless divine city.

All of this ultimately transformed into an invisible force of thought, converging towards the Nine Heavens Palace in the center of the city.

It was as if it were telling the creator:

Look, this world you gave me.

We are living life to the fullest, full of energy and passion.